Passerby

[GqSoul]

At times she's here
In the dark of night, by the light of stars
Or in the silent pause after the echo's noise
There upon the breeze, a faint aroma
Wisdom beckons as she passes by
Come to me. Come.

 

[go2]

GqSoul, that is a very nice lover's poem. I offer an echo of the same theme.


The Queen

Hermophridite's fingers caress
The languid flow of an orchid's dream.

Honeys taste upon her lips, welcome
The mounted warriors charging the gate.

How often do I attend my lover
Waiting, waiting, waiting.......?

rk

 

[GqSoul]

Hey Go2,

Thanks for sharing your creativity. Your words inspire me to reflect on asking/giving.